This is a song about "Erosion debris and ravaged"

Yal tried to take me down and missed, and then blamed the debris on me

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

I got bigger problems baby

Living young and wild and free

How their societies blow evil debris and remnants,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Flowin' like i'm in poker, you never know my emotion

Like an explosion, erosion, you need some healing lotion,

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

And remember what i said and

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

And a fridge and some broccoli